May 16, 2010

Oh, to be by the side of the ocean waves every day. To wake to the sweet smell of salty water. To hear the calling sirens of the crashing waves. Were it possible, this is where I would be. It matters not what shore I roam, as long as the water is near. As long as I can gaze upon the ever changing roll of the seas, my heart and soul are at rest. Alas, it is but a short respite that I take at water's edge to restore my soul before returning to the barren lands of where I reside.